Super, super mini skirt... His words were still polite. Shi Nian thought of that term from back home, "the short skirt that barely covers." She choked on her own spit and coughed twice.
"Mr. Tang, I solemnly declare: I wore that skirt only for convenience to conduct interviews at Yanwu Square. It was for work purposes, absolutely not to drive you out of control!"
This serious look on her face... truly adorable.
He then intentionally teased her, "Oh, if we don’t count that skirt, later you danced in front of me without a bra, jumping around..."
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Tang Yanqing quickly suppressed his laughter, "Alright, alright, I’m just talking nonsense. I apologize."
Shi Nian glared at him through clenched teeth, "Mini skirt???"
He sighed, turned slightly, his gaze intoxicated, "You drive a Mini. How could you not know it’s the inspiration for fashion designers to create mini skirts? When I mentioned your mini skirt, I was talking about your car."
"Oh!" So that’s how it was!
His words sounded so open and aboveboard, yet... yet the way he looked at her with that smile still gave her a slight shiver inside. She always felt he was intentionally treating her this way.
Had she ever met him before?
He watched as countless emotions played across her face in a fleeting moment, and softly said, "Did you know that before Mini was sold to BMW, it was in the same family as Land Rover? They both belonged to Rover. Later, BMW sold off Land Rover and paired Mini with BMW... But it seems that it was destined in the grand scheme of things. Many years after Land Rover was sold to an Indian company, the appearance of the Mini’s new paceman model increasingly resembled that of a Land Rover."
Tang Yanqing’s gaze was deep, "They were meant to be together, no matter what they’ve been through, they’ll find their way back to each other."
Whether it was because of his gaze or his aura enveloping her, Shi Nian only felt her heart racing.
She couldn’t help but think: She drove a Mini, he drove a Land Rover, and Xiang Yuan drove a BMW. All the same shades of cobalt blue.
Her heart trembled, and she hurriedly turned her head away, "Ha, Mr. Tang, are you telling me a fairy tale? I didn’t know three cars could have a love triangle."
She couldn’t understand...
Tang Yanqing couldn’t laugh anymore. He stopped, held the steering wheel, and looked ahead, "Hmm, who says they can’t? Transformers, remember? Clank, clank, clank... So who says cars can’t fall in love?"
Is that even possible?... Shi Nian couldn’t help but glance at him and burst into laughter.
It was already the end of the workday, so Shi Nian didn’t return to the office. She asked Tang Yanqing to stop the car two blocks from her home.
Tang Yanqing, however, turned the steering wheel, "My family and the Xiang Family are old family friends. I know where your house is."
Shi Nian opened her mouth... It was a strange feeling, someone who was completely unfamiliar just a few days ago suddenly becoming so familiar. It left her a bit disoriented.
Shi Nian got out of the car, thinking that she still had to face Xiang Yuan when she got home, and couldn’t help but nervously grip her bag strap tightly.
She walked a few steps ahead, and Tang Yanqing suddenly rolled down the window, leaned out, "Hey, I have an empty apartment... I mean, if you don’t have anywhere to go temporarily, you could check it out."